Inspiration

this is someting i wrote in 2004…..november 2004 to be exact….i think at times we all feel like this don’t we?

the letter that wouldn’t come.

Day by day i waited
for the letter that wouldn’t come
I waited by the little mailbox
beside my garden’s lawn

Oh, how i would rush out
with such joy and glee
when i heard the sounds of the postman
making his daily round

i’d say hello and gave a little wave
to the man in the smart uniform
and he’d flashed me a smile for a while
as he passed me letters for my mom

eagerly i grabbed them
with my greasy palm
thanking the postman as i did this
for his daily round.

bills , bills and nothing but bills
and a letter from out of town
disappointed, devastated as i looked at them
and handed them over to my mom

and yet tomorrow would be another day,
and by the mailbox i would wait
for the postman on his daily round
and for the letter that wouldn’t come.

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